Keith & Kristyn Getty - Come people of the risen king

Come ^Cpeople of the ^Am7risen King who del^Fight to bring Him pr^Gaise ^F/G Come ^Call and tune your h^Am7earts to sing, to the ^Dm7Morning ^F/GStar of ^Cgrace From the s^Fhifting shadows^C/E of the earth we will ^Dm7lift our eyes to H^G i m^F Where s^Cteady arms of ^Am7mercy reach to ^Dm7gather c^F/Ghildren i^Cn

Rej^Goice, Rej^Dm7oice! Let ^Gevery tongue re^Fjo ^C/E- ice!^C One ^Gheart, one ^Am7voi -^G ce^F. ^C/E O C^Dm7hurch of C^Ghrist, rej^Coice!

Come, t^Chose whose joy is ^Am7morning sun and those ^Fweeping through the n^Gight ^F/G Come, t^Chose who tell of ^Am7battles won, and those ^Dm7strugglin^F/Gg in the ^Cfight For His ^Fperfect love will ^C/Enever change, and His ^Dm7mercies never ce^G-as^Fe But ^Cfollow us through ^Am7all our days, with the ^Dm7certain ^F/Ghope of p^Ceace

Rej^Goice, Rej^Dm7oice! Let ^Gevery tongue re^Fjo ^C/E- ice!^C One ^Gheart, one ^Am7voi -^G ce^F. ^C/E O C^Dm7hurch of C^Ghrist, rej^Coice!

Come, ^Cyoung and old from ^Am7every land, men and w^Fomen of the f^Gaith ^F/G Come, t^Chose with full or ^Am7empty hands, find the ^Dm7riches o^F/Gf His g^Crace Over ^Dm7all the world His ^C/Epeople sing, shore to ^Am7shore we hear them ca^Gll ^F The T^Cruth that cries through ^Am7every age, “Our ^Dm7God is ^F/Gall in a^Cll”!

Rej^Goice, Rej^Dm7oice! Let ^Gevery tongue re^Fjo ^C/E- ice!^C One ^Gheart, one ^Am7voi -^G ce^F. ^C/E O C^Dm7hurch of C^Ghrist, rej^Coice!